Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1209
"It's those people again!" Under the dim candlelight, a man in a Taoist priest's robe had a changeable expression, ranging from panic to excitement.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he jumped out of the city wall, submerged into the mountains, and carefully came to the entrance of a cave, waiting in front of the cave with a pious heart.

Occasionally, he raised his eyes to the sky and saw the floating clouds, and his thoughts drifted along with the clouds.

At the beginning, he followed a cloud to the deep mountains, to the downtown, to the sea, what did he look for, he looked for immortals.

It's a pity that he didn't find the fairy. If he didn't find the fairy, he went back to his thatched hut, reading hundreds of books, and dreaming of golden science.Dreams shattered again and again.

When he was 63 that year, half of his essays were completed, his body couldn't hold on anymore, and he was carried out of the examination room, lying on a stretcher, looking at the white clouds in the sky, thinking of his childhood dream of finding immortals, maybe he would find them after he died.

He dragged his body to the forest outside the capital city, swung his belt to the branch, tied a knot, stretched his head inward, he wanted to take a last look at the sky and the cloud, this sight changed him deeply fate.

He saw a gap in the sky, and a bright light fell, and it landed in this forest!

He finally found his fairy!
His sage gave him a pill and he went from 63 to 36.

His immortal gave him a book, and he changed from a weak scholar to a master of martial arts!

Everyone respects, the emperor is no exception!

His celestial being gave him life, and he wants to repay the celestial being.

Xian wants to see the people who practice Taoism in this world, so he takes Xian to his partner, looks for those people, and sends them to Xian.

Thinking of this, he looked at the shadow-like black mouse at his feet, it could always find delicious sacrifices for the immortal.

And behind the stone gate deep in the cave, the power beyond this world is surging. Under the pressure of this power, the two barely stood, staring angrily at the figure on the stone bed, and the figure said disdainfully, "You ants, How can you look directly at me!"

One of them yelled, "Just take it if you die!"

The other clenched his teeth and was unable to speak, but he insisted on it.

"Hmph, looking for death." The figure pressed down his hands, and the two of them seemed to have been subjected to great gravity, their legs bent, the stone cracked, and blood gushed out from under their knees.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, you don't know if you have a realm and you don't know the law of the jungle."

Accompanied by laughter, the blood on the two of them rushed towards the figure like water jets, until they limp on the ground.

The figure didn't let them go just yet, two black mist melted with the flick of a finger, and when the black mist passed through their bodies, it took away their souls.

"Those who have given birth to the Dao Seed really have strong soul power." Hei Wu waved his hand, and the stone door opened wide, and one person crawled in. It was Guo Tianyang, the national teacher of Feng Kingdom, who was waiting outside the cave.

Guo Tianyang said happily, "Knowing the immortal, the immortal has no bounds. Immortal, a few Taoists have come to the city in the past few days, but they seem to be quite powerful. I am worried that it is the kind of person I met before. I would like to ask the immortal to make up my mind."

"Try their strength." The figure pointed to the corpse on the ground, "Dispose of it."

"Yes, Immortal." Guo Tianyang answered, rubbing his hands, hesitating to speak, "Well, look, the Feng Kingdom and the alliance of princes are about to fight again."

"Feng will win, let it be thrown into the water of Feng's army."

A brocade box rolled to Guo Tianyang's feet, Guo Tianyang felt like he had found a treasure, "Thank you for your help!"

He put the things in his arms, one person in each hand, and brought the two corpses out of the cave.

Usually, he would put the corpses back in their homes or places with many people, so as to attract more Taoists, and this time was no exception.

After disposing of the corpse, Guo Tianyang rushed back to the National Teacher's Mansion excitedly. When the war started, it would be time for him to make meritorious deeds again. It's beautiful.

"Oh, no, we still have to test the strength of those three people." Guo Tianyang rubbed his hands and told the black mouse, "You keep watching and look for opportunities to kill them."

The black mouse squeaked twice before turning into black mist and disappearing into the night.

The previous examinees were wronged, and as soon as they approached the capital, they were targeted by the black mouse.

What is the black mouse? It is a spirit mouse that cultivates the evil source. It can kill mortals easily. Even if the body of a mortal is filled with spiritual power, it can still use the evil source to kill it while it is confined by the body.

There are "immortals" who can't be killed.

However, when it meets a monk like Zhan Changfeng who is good at soul art, her practice will be limited, but even if her soul art is suppressed, its efficacy cannot be underestimated.

At least it's more than enough to deal with black mice.

Zhan Changfeng originally wanted to deal with the national teacher, and slowly checked, but the black mouse and the national teacher directly brought her the answer.

But the situation is not good, she saw the existence in the cave through the soul imprint on the black mouse, if it is correct, that guy was planted with the evil source and cultivated the evil source.

The strength is unfathomable.

Zhan Changfeng told Limingzhi and Lingyuan to beware of the black rat and not to act rashly for now. On the other side, he changed his body and played the name of the mission of the alliance of princes with great fanfare.

Guo Tianyang is the lackey of the immortal, and also the national teacher of Feng country. He can kill Taoists at will, but he can't kill envoys at will.

Sure enough, as soon as the documents were brought out, Guo Tianyang threw himself into the trap.

He glanced twitchingly at Zhan Changfeng and the guard of honor behind Lingyou, "Please come into the mansion and speak."

Even the lintel of the National Teacher's Mansion was pasted with gold leaf, which shone brightly under the sun.

Zhan Changfeng stood still at the door, "I heard that the national teacher can call the wind and call the rain, and bless the Feng Kingdom's army to win every battle. Can the two of us fight with you? If you win, we will leave now. We will no longer step into Feng Kingdom, and if we win, we will not ask the national teacher to do anything."

Guo Tianyang also wanted to test their strength, his eyes moved, and he said, "This is not a battlefield, let's stop here, let's first show off our fists and feet, and then compare how we do it?"

How could he do it? He wanted to take advantage of the time of fisting and kicking to prepare some tricks to deal with this provocation.

"Come on, let's make gestures in the court, don't lose face on the street."

"can."

When the two parties came to the center of the court, Guo Tianyang's sinister eyes flashed across their faces, "I'm not lying. You really can't beat me in terms of fists and kicks. I allow you to fight together!"

"The national teacher is so confident, I won't shirk it later." Zhan Changfeng and Lingyuan were not polite, waiting quietly for him to make a move.

Guo Tianyang saw how confident the two were, and his heart sank slightly. The shot was his own unique skill, "Shaking Mountain Palm!"

A giant palm appeared out of thin air, and slapped Lingyuan fiercely. Lingyuan had already been prepared, raised his hand to resist it, and his arm was in severe pain.

This is a relatively basic martial arts method.

The dagger slipped out of Zhan Changfeng's sleeve and stabbed at Guo Tianyang. Guo Tianyang smiled contemptuously and let the dagger strike him.

The dagger did cut his clothes, but it only left a shallow mark on his skin, not even a drop of blood seeped out.

The transcendental cultivation base is the limit that can be cultivated in this world.

The two of them had a bottom line in their minds, you came and I went through a few tricks with him, conceded defeat with the attitude of being invincible, and asked him to be happy for a while.

(End of this chapter)